(Connor's POV)
What happened next caught me entirely off guard.
She suddenly leaned up in my arms, her movement surprisingly quick for someone so intoxicated. Before I could react, her soft lips pressed against my cheek in a warm, lingering kiss.
Not stopping there, she moved to my chin, leaving another kiss that branded my skin like fire. I could feel the distinct mark of her lip color remaining on my skin, a visible claim that sent my wolf into a frenzy of possessive pleasure.
The gesture was both innocent and deeply intimate. Something primal roared to life inside me, demanding that I claim her fully in return.
With considerable effort, I tamped down that urge, instead gathering her closer in my arms. I strode purposefully toward the exit, my pace perhaps a bit too quick to be casu
